A Wooden Door, A Metal Key Poem by Rani Turton

It would seem, dear Rani, that the left side of the door has lit up with the comings and goings of so many inventive lines. Use the key. Unlock the potential.

Agood write Rani the key to your writting is your imagry and growing talent love from the Morvan Chris 10

A very good poem Rani it makes one think and that is a good thing again well done

wonderful poem, i got strange feeling of liberation after reading it, as if i got some secret key and now i also can flee... Thank you for sharing, Rani

I love this 'a building, some window, my dreams'....windows and dreams are often tied together...great one

'A building, some windows, my dreams.' An excellent poem where you have wonderfully described the idea. The last lines are valuable. Composition is powerful and melodious. Added 10 to it.

I loved this poem too. You're very good you know. Ruthy

Attractive title...tempted me to open it out... lovely indepth write, Rani...i love those windows...your Parisian dreams...10

Nicely expressed: depth, dichotomy and connection.

I liked - the way you have occasional rhymes but don't let them take over. I wasn't very happy about - 'corpus callosum', which I had to look up, and seems very technical for this poem. (Was HUM meant to rhyme with CALLOSUM? I hope not!) I was puzzled by - the plain door and the carved key, wondering what the significance of these details might be. I would love to know - what your 'two worlds' are. There is obviously a very good poem hiding here.